Roleplayers:
[Erubeus], [Dezmond] and [Vou].
Characters Played By:
Alebaster/Miguel "Rei"; [Erubeus]- Marcello; [Dezmond]- Tarqwyn; [Vou].

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My Lovely Valentine: Cancer Angel

Part 2

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Marcello shook his head relaxing once again against the bed as the scented oils were rubbed into his back. "Where in Africa, those markings are tribal like you say, from what I remember from my studies...it's from a tribe in Kenya is it not?"

"The Kikuyu. Or Gikuyu. People vary on what they call the tribe. Since I was an outsider My whole body was not marked, just my left eyelid and my right bicep. Got them when I was only thirteen." He grinned boyishly at them, chuckling slightly.

Alebaster grinned back at Rei, throwing up a peace sign before realxing against the bed once more. "Gaaah..." He groaned out, a blush taking over his face once more.

Marcello couldn't help but laugh at his lover's actions. "You can't control yourself a bit can you?" He asked, letting out soft groan as the man worked his way down to his lower back. "That back seat of yours hurts by the way..."

"Well, depends on who's being laid on. I was quite comfy, sweetheart.." He giggled, sticking his tongue out at Marcello once more. "So, you think you could pull some strings to make me a co-actor?"

"Don't worry, I can pull it off, i just need your cell phone, I left mine in the locker..." Marcello replied softly.

"And where did I keep mine? Up my bum?" Alebaster snorted, turning his nose up to Marcello quickly, but still letting a groan escape as the male cracked his lower back.

"You can use mine." Rei said, reaching down into the pocket of his robe and handing it over to Alebaster, who in turn handed it over to Marcello. "But don't go through the contacts or messages, Marcello." Was all he warned.

"But you have our agents number in here don't you Rei?" Marcello asked, dialing the number and putting the phone to his ear.

Rei laughed, turning over onto his back when he was nudged on the side, his dark eyes locking on Marcello's form. "And I thought you'd forgotten about me you old dog you. And yes, he may be int here, but so are other people who I don't want you to know about."

"You two know each other?!" Alebaster nearly squeaked, pushing his upper body up and looking back and forth between the two males on either side of him. "What a coinkeydink!" He mused out.

"He was actually my first partner in a movie...and an actual scene, not an imitation..." Marcello muttered before turning his attention to the phone once again. After a little while of talking, he hung up the phone and handed it back to Alebaster. "It's done, you'll have a ticket to Japan when we get to the airport."

"No imitation?!" Alebaster nearly cried out desperately, never having known that Marcello did a harcore, non-fake AV while they were together. "Ah I'm so happy for you Marcello! And I trained you for it, yay me!" He clapped his hands together before grabbing the phone and handing it over to the other male. When he was nudged on the side by the male giving him a massage, the boy turned over and smiled up at him, wiggling his fingers in a cute little wave.

"Well, you certainly have a handful with this one, Marcello. You'd better be careful, you never know if he will fall for one of the other co-actors on our set, ne?" Rei said, taking the phone from Alebaster and slipping it back into his robe pocket.

"No one's bold enough to try to take Alebaster away from me and we both know it Rei. Just like no one would take anyone from you." Marcello mused out, relaxing once again,cringing slightly as the man massaging his back began kneading into it, popping the vertebrae.

"True enough. Where are you two heading next? I'd like to meet up with you both once more before the day is over. Like they say, the night is young." The brunette mused out. "Or in any case, at least tell me where you are living now since you never did tell me."

"In the new appartment building the built across town, our room is #613." Marcello replied, sitting up after the maseuse was done. "And we were just going to have some personal time in the mud baths..."

"Horny ass dog." Rei laughed once more, grabbing at the towel the male offered him after the massage was done. He wiped at the oil on his chest, sitting up and grabbing his robe. "Well, guess I'll maybe see you later in the sauna if you go. If not, then see ya' tomorrow. Hey, either of you got a smoke on you?"

Alebaster smiled over at Marcello, not worrying about the towel offered but rather grabbed his robe and pulled it on. "Come on, Mr. Horn Dog. Mud bathing time. And no, I don't smoke." He said back to the brunette.

"In my pants pocket..." Marcello muttered, pulling the robe back on as he stood. "Just take them, Alebaster's making me quit anyway." He added, resting his chin on his lover's head and grinning.

"Arigatou. Ja ne." He waved over his shoulder as he exited the room, leaving the door open for the maseuses.

Alebaster smiled up at his lover, grabbing his hand and pulling him along. "Come on, come on. Time to get freaky in the mud baths." He said in a sing song tone.

Marcello grinned as he followed his lover. "I'm not the only one into it tonight I see..." he whispered, reaching up and wrapping his arm around Alebaster's waist, pulling him back to him and pressing his groin up against them. "That massage really got me in the mood..." he whispered as his bulge pressed against his lover's butt.

"Psssh. Uh-uh. Seeing my sexy self half nude got you in the mood. Admit it you klutz." Alebaster nudged his elbow into the taller male's stomach, smiling back at him.

Marcello grinned, untying his lover's robe and pulling it off his shoulders. "But this is even better..." he whispered, leaning down and nipping at his neck as they walked.

Alebaster gripped at the lower half of his robe, pulling it tightly around his hips so that nothing showed to the public. He craned his neck to the side slightly as Marcello nipped at him, a slight blush coming to his face. He lead them to the mud baths, turning his gaze to the staff and gesturing to the room. When they got a nod in approval that they could enter he grinned, pushing the door open and walking in with the taller male.

Marcello smirked, snatching his lover's robe away and dropping it on the ground beside them as the door closed behind him. He pulled off his own robe, stepping into the bath with his lover. "This is going to be interesting..."

"Just nuzzle into the mud. Everything will be fine." Alebaster purred out, pressing against the other and lying him back in tthe tub of mud, grinning as he pushed him further down into the mud.

Marcello smirked as he pulled Alebaster ontop of him, kissing him ravenously. "Mnn, I don't know if I can control myself this time..." he whispered heatedly.

"I don't want you to my sweet sweet porn star." Alebaster grinded his hips against Marcello's, loving the feel of rough pieces of sand particles scratched slightly at his pelvis and the heat warming his sex.

Marcello moaned quietly, grinding up atainst his lover as he reached into the mud, gripping his butt cheeks slightly as well.

Grinning, the male flattened himself out against Marcello's form, pressing his lips against his lover's and running his hands along his chest, his finger nails slightly digging into his skin.

Marcello winced slighty, aching his chest up against his lover's touch. "So how are we doing this this time?" He asked, figuring Alebaster would want to try something new this time.

"I want you to take control instead of me having control. I haven't given you control in so long because of my past.. But, I really want you to dominate me." Alebaster whispered out heatedly.

"Are you sure? I don't mind if you want to wait a little longer for this..." Marcello replied, reaching up and cupping his lover's face with a grit covered hand.

"Yes, I'm sure. Refusing you outside made me realize that I'm letting my past take over my sex life. No more." He leaned his head into the hand, nuzzling his cheek into it softly.

Marcello smiled, moving his hand inbetween them, taking his lover's shaft into it and pumping it slowly. "If you're sure, I definately won't oppose..." he grinned, pulling Alebaster closer and kissing him lustfully.

Seeing as the mud-filled place was separated a little bit, Tarqwyn did not see his two owners come in and begin their make-out session. He giggled at the feel of the sand enveloping his delicate frame, as it tickled him a bit. He shivered, showing that it was tickling him. "T-trey... it tickles."

With a nod, Trey pressed his foot to the smaller male's chest and pushed him down the rest of the way before getting in his own mud tub. "Yeah. They add some different herbs and chemicals into it as a form of making people relax, but only sometimes they do that. When they do you feel the sandy residue a lot more than you usually would." He wiggled into the mud after tossing his robe onto a chair sitting a few feet from the tubs of mud.

"EEP!" He squeaked again, bringing arms to the front of chest as he was pushed to the side and ended up settling near Trey's form. "The herbs feel nice though. I am already feeling the tension leaving my body... it's really great." Qwyn purred, leaning his head on the back of the tub's wall, closing his eyes.

"Well, I'm glad. So, tell me more about yourself Qwyn." The college student rested his head back against the tub, shutting his eyes and taking in a slight breath to relax himself.

Alebaster gasped softly and gripped his fingers into the chest below his body, a small smile on his face. "Damn, the one time I forget to bring my iPod... Block everyone else other than us, geez."

"It doesn't matter, just pay attention to me..." Marcello whispered, grinding up against his lover again, and leaning back, resting his head against the wall of the bath. He lifted Alebaster slightly, positioning himself under him, and slowly lowering his lover onto his shaft,, closing his eyes and biting down on his lip as he did.

"Well, I am from Norway. And... I am not your average person, but even so, I will explain more of why I have these ears later." He sat up, eyes opening and turning to lean closer to Trey. "I like to cuddle and enjoy videogames. I don't much like to indulge in food, but I do like strawberries and caramel. It's my favorite." He smiled, ears pricked back in contentment.

The teen grit his teeth and pressed his hands to the other's chest, helping him lower himself down without hurting him. When Marcello was fully in him Alebaster let out a slight pant and let his head hang, his greenish eyes peering down at the blonde. "Like I won't pay attention to you now.."

Trey's eye peeked open as he looked down at Qwyn, his hand reaching up and rubbing at one of his furred and fluffy gray ears. "They are really cute. I really would love to learn why you have them. And what type of games do you like?"

He purred when his ear was rubbed. Qwyn slipped his arm around Trey's waist, not going any farther than that, just letting it stay there. "I am an abomination, created by other humans. My DNA is that of a feline's and a human's... I don't know why they wanted to make it so this could happen, but I live now as a normal person and that's all that matters to me..." He paused, letting Trey get the jist of what he was saying.

"Seriously?" Trey readjusted his arm, sliding it around Qwyn's shoulders and staring down at him with two half-lidded eyes now. "That's pretty... Cruel. Why would anybody wish to create such a being? Not that you're a bad being but rather, they might as well just create a demi-being. But if anybody ever masters that taboo then the human life as we know it would be over run."

Marcello smiled faintly, his face flushing from the grit and sand in such a sensitive area. He sat motionless for a moment, letting him adjust to his size. "Y-you always pay attention to me..." he panted out, thrustin in slowly after a moment.

"Of course.. Because I love you Marcello. I'll always pay attention to you." Already he was beginning to swaet from the heat in the large room they were in, the heat from the mud making the room slightly foggy. "Ah..." He moaned softly, slowly rocking his hips back against Marcello's.

Tarqwyn smiled, leaning up and kissing Trey fondly on the lips. "I don't understand either way. I do like who I am and that's what matters to me. I am not involved with the scientists who made me. I live my own life just as a normal person. Sex, food, fun. All of it is glorious."

Marcello moaned quietly through his clenched teeth, blood trickling down the corner of his mouth as he moved faster into his lover.

Trey nodded, smiling when he was kissed. He shifted himself slightly so that he was on his side and looking at Tarqwyn, cupping the small male's face and kissing him softly in return. "Well, it's good that you are not associated with them. They could be poison to you, bring you down so quickly. I think Alebaster and Marcello are good for you."

Alebaster leaned down when he saw the blood and licked it up from his mouth, sucking his lip into his mouth right after and nipping on it. He continued to rock his hips against him, slightly speeding up along with Marcello.

The platinum haired male gasped, his eyes fluttering closed. "Gods Alebaster.." He moaned out, bucking his hips, and thrusting up roughly into his lover.

He went to say something in reply, but stopped when he heard faint moaning and whispering of said name that was just uttered by the other. Turning, he leaned over the side, pressed ear to the thin wall and heard it. "Alebaster and Marcello are right next to us..." He mumbled, blushing, realizing that they were fucking.

Trey quirked a brow and tilted his head back, eyeing the wall slowly. "Well, at least you know they are not mad at each other anymore, hm?" He asked, grinning slightly.

Alebaster smiled down at Marcello, panting slighlty as he took the abuse to his bottom, a soft moan coming from his throat. "Harder.." He whimpered out, leaning down and kissing Marcello's lower lip.

He moved away from the wall and sat right back down beside Trey once again. "I guess so.. yes, at least they are not mad at each other again." Tarqwyn said, placing head on college student's shoulder.

Marcello grinned, deepening the kiss, and sliding his tongue into his lover's mouth. He pumped into his lover faster, his fingers gripping tightly to Alebaster's sides.

"Just relax right now, Qwyn." Trey ordered gently, snuggling back into the mud and lead the boy's head to his chest, wrapping his arm back around the dainty framed shoulders. "If you fall asleep I'll wake you up to leave."

Alebaster suckled on the tongue softly, flickiing it with his own lubed apendage as he gripped his fingers into MArcello's sides once more. He broke the kiss and trailed a sting of nips and kisses down the other's jaw and neck, hardly noticing the mud.

He tried to... but found himself unable to do so. Flashes of what the lovers were doing entered his mind and made him squirm uncomfortably. What the hell's wrong with me!? I'm getting turned on. He sighed.

Marcello gasped, tossing his head back and bucking even harder into his lover. He shifted in the mud slightly, thrusting rapidly into Alebaster. "Gods...you don't know what you do to me..." he whispered heatedly.

Trey sat up and looked down at Qwyn, his constant shifting and fidgiting being uncomfortable for him. "Qwyn, is something wrong? You seem kind of... tense?"

Alebaster grinned against the skin only to bite roughly into the soft skin, breaking skin. He began to whimper from the roughness of the thrusts, but instead of begging for him to slow down he sped up his own movements.

"Ahn!" The blonde cried out as his lover's teeth peirced his skin. HE thrusted harde into Alebaster, moaning loudly, unable to say anything as his body was taken over by ecstasy.

Moving away again, his ears flattened and a faint red tinted face as he glanced towards Trey. He was too embarressed to look at him properly, ashamed of how sensitive his body was. "Y-yeah..." He mumbled, still able to hear the two next door. Their noises didn't help his situation any.

"You wanna head out? A massage would do you good." He noted, reaching his hand over and rubbing the kitten's shoulder softly. "And I'm sure Alebaster and Marcello would not mind being left alone for a bit." He laughed, already getting up out of the mud. "But of course, we will have to wash up in the showers."

A-ahn... so close.. He thought to himself, clenching his eyes shut and releasing the male's skin. Drool already began to seep from the corner of his mouth from the herbs in the mud as well as the sensual ecstasy coursing through his body.

Marcello's face flustered across his cheeks and the bridge of his nose as he thrusted in even harder, spilling his seed deep within his lover. "Ahn! Alebaster..." He cried out.

"Nn!" Alebaster gasped and arched his back like a cat, releasing his own seed into the depths of the warm mud rubbing against his cock. He panted softly, loosing his grip on the male and lowering himself down onto him, shutting his eyes and nuzzling his face into Marcello's neck and muddied shoulder.

"Ahh... now?" He squeaked, head falling. Now he's going to realize... shit! Tarqwyn got up enough to where his waist was still covered. Of which, he was short anyways, so he thanked whoever it was for his genetics that made him so. "Sure."

trey nodded, stepping out of the tub of mud and grabbing his robe and wrapping it about his body. "Come here." He said, grabbing Qwyn's robe next and turning around to face him.

Marcello bucked into his lover a few more times, riding out his orgasm before relaxing into the mud bath. and breathing heavily. He released his lover's sides, wrapping his arms around his dainty waist and holding him against his form. "I love you so much Alebaster..." he whispered.

"Can you hand me my robe? I've become accustomed to the temperature of the mud-bath. And I don't want to get cold..." Tarqwyn said, hoping that would be reason enough to delay the discovering of his arousal.

"Fine fine." Trey murmured, walking back to the bath and wrapping the robe around Qwyn. "Come on, I'll help you out." He smiled, offering his hand.

"I love you too, Marcello..." Alebaster mumbled out against his skin. "I'm tired.." He chuckled a bit, reaching his arms up and wrapping them around the back of Marcello's neck.

Marcello smiled, pulling out of Alebaster, and wiggling, sinking deeper into the mud. "Do you want to go home then?" He asked softly.

"When Qwyn is ready to go." Alebaster mused, nipping at the other's jawline. "So, we can just relax in here for now, alright?"

Nodding, Qwyn took the offered hand and got out, but slipped as he was stepping out and fell foreward... crashing into Trey and sending them both to the floor; him on top, legs on either side of the other.

Trey gasped, wrapping his arms as best he could around Qwyn's body to keep him from hitting the ground as they fell. When they had hit the ground he looked up at Qwyn and sighed softly, sliding his hands down his slender form and resting them on his hips. "So.. that's why you are so tense, hm?" He asked, already feeling the bulge against his pelvis and abdomen.

"There in the bath next to us...didn't you hear him squeak earlier?" Marcello asked, craning his head to the side again. "I even heard them talking about us fucking..."

His face went four shades darker than it previously was, eyes closed, ears folded flat against skull. "Uh-huh..." He nodded slowly, hands gripping onto Trey's robe, right above his own abdomen. "I'm rather... easily aroused at times. It's been a while for me... and... I am in withdrawal..." Withdrawal?! He's not going to believe that... Although, that was true. Tarqwyn had not had sex for nearly eight months.

"Hey, don't worry about it." Trey said, sitting himself up and draping his arms over Qwyn's shoulders. "Wish I could help you, but I make it a habit not to become sexually involved with people I just met." He kissed the kitten's nose, grinning slightly.

Alebaster shook his head, lifting his head to stare at Marcello. "No, I didn't.. You told me only to focus on you, and I did. All I heard was you." He siad with a nonchalant shrug, tilting his own head to the side.

Marcello chuckled quietly, relaxing back into the bath. "How about we go to the sauna...but first a quick shower."

"Alright." He nodded. "If I fall asleep in the sauna don't wake me up until you are ready to go, alright? That's a good way of losing weight, I suppose."

"No, it's a good way to dehydrate your body and die." Marcello replied in a serious tone. He moved, lifting his lover with him as he did, and grabbing there robes before walking to the showers, without bothering to put them on.

"I'll be safe because you;ll be int here with me. I was hospitalized last time for falling alseep in a sauna because nobody was there with me. But I'm sure you;ll end up waking me up every few minutes if I fall asleep." Alebaster defended himself poorly, hurriedly following after Marcello.

"I still don't want to risk that happening...not again." Marcello mumbled, turning into the showers and walking towards one of the stalls.

"I-I wasn't implying... that I wanted... to do.. that. I was just saying..." Tarqwyn grumbled, getting up and setting off to the showers with arms across chest. He was pouting now.

Trey laughed softly as he followed after the other, holding his arms behind his back and looking up at the ceiling for a moment. "You're pouting now?" He asked.

Alebaster sighed and followed after Marcello. "Fine, whatever you want to do." He mumbled. The black-haired teen found a shower cubical and walked into it, pulling the curtain across to block the view of his naked body and leaned back against the wall, glaring down at the ground slightly.

"P-please don't be upset Alebaster..." Marcello called from the stall beside him, pushing himself up on the wall and peering over to his lover, the curtain behind him still wide open. "I just don' twant to see you like that again..."

"No." the feline lied, not looking at the other. "I'm not pouting. I don't have a reason to pout."

Alebaster reached up to Marcello, his fingers gripping into the taller male's hair and tugging roughly on it. "I'm not upset!" He laughed, now turning his head to look up at his fiancee.

"Mhm. Sure you don't. Walking around with a boner, yeah, you must be just dandy." Trey mocked lightly, catching up to Qwyn and walking a foot or so behind him.

Marcello winced, smiling softly afterwards. "If you're sure..." He muttered, ducking down into his stall before Alebaster could grabb him again.

"I'll be fine..." Tarqwyn snipped, arriving at the showers and before another word could be said, he slipped off the robe and got into one. The curtain closed behind him. He turned it to cold, trying to see if that would help get rid of his little arousal.

"I'm sure, I'm sure!" The boy called to him through the wall seperating them as he punched on the hot water. He purred softly and instantly relaxed, the warmth of the water reminding him of how warm he always was in Marcello's arms. "Don't drop the soap. klutz. I may just go "Oz" on your butt... Literally. And that goes for the rest of you lightweights in the showers, too!"

Trey laughed as he removed his robe, hanging it up on a hook right outside the showers and found a shower for himself that was unoccupied. He pulled the curtain shut and turned on the warm water, grabbing at the soap provided and squeezing some into his hair and lathering it up. "Well, Alebaster, as welcoming as that sounds I think the only one in need of that right now is Qwyn."

"You couldn't even overpower Qwyn, Alebaster..." The blonde teased, lathering himself with soap after rinsing off most of the mud with the seering hot watter drizzling down on him.

Tarqwyn felt the pressure lessen, until he was finally shivering and then he turned the water to where it was warm and hot. He then proceeded to wash up.

"I can't overpower Qwyn?! At least he didn't claw up my hand when we only just met!" He boasted, washing the shampoo from his hair as he reached his free hand over to the body wash. "And I could so pull off a natural hair cut." He teased, tossing his head back and in turn causing his hair to flip back over his head, his fingers running through it to get it untangled and smooth.

Tarqwyn fell silent at the voices of Alebaster and Marcello. He turned the water to where it was coldest, and gritted his teeth. It was quite cold! But, however, it was working and making his arousal go away. That was the only thing that mattered. During the shower, however, he grabbed the shampoo to wash his hair.

"He didn't overpower me..." Marcello replied, with a shrug as he rinsed off the lathered soap, and stepped from the shower, pulling Alebaster's curtain open slightly and and leaning against the wall blocking the opening. "But I was just jokeing either way...Qwyn wouldn't stand up to you anyway."

Finished some moments later, Tarqwyn got out, reaching for a towel and wrapping it around his short frame. He was shivering violently, and attempted to dry off so warmth would return to his body. He coughed faintly. "Damn..." His ears flattened as he just gave up in drying off and grabbed his robe, pulling it on and crouching down. He continued to shiver.

"I don't know who gave you this time and date, but there is no free show going on right now Marcello." Alebaster grinned slightly, rinsing his body of the soap, as well as his hair before shutting the water off and walking over to his lover. "Well, I suppose it's the sauna next, right lovie?" He reached up and grabbed his golden blonde locks once more, tugging them slightly.

"Qwyn, here." Trey said after getting out of the shower, draping his larger robe over the shaking kitten. He grabbed himself a towel and began to dry off his hair, only getting it dry enough so that it did not drip bothersome beads of water onto his back. Wrapping the towel around his waist right after, Trey hugged the small teen from behind and rubbed at his double layered chest in an attempt to warm him up with the use of friction.

Ears still flat against his head, he coughed again. "I-I think I let the c-cold water r-run a bit t-to long-g..." He grumbled, holding fast to the arms that held him close to another hunk of flesh that eminated heat. Eyes squeezed shut as he turned around in Trey's arms and buried his face against the male's chest, arms folded against his chest.

Marcello grinned, reaching up and moving his lover's hand away from his hair. "I didn't know I needed a time to admire your body." He whispered, holding out a towel for his lover, and moving to dry his dampened hair with the other.

"Come on. Let's go get you warmed up." The college student murmured into the kitten's ear, kissing the fur of it softly. "Want me to carry you?" A simple question, his arms readjusting to wrap around the other's waist, holding him close to his form.

"Oh but you do. Whatever the bride wishes, am I right?" With a slight shiver, the teen took the towel offered and wrapped it around his small body in an attempt to get a bit warmer. "Grr.. Stupid temerature changes... Very unnerving." He sighed.

Marcello smiled, wrapping his arm around his small lover's waist, and pulling him closer, and resting his chin onto the other's shoulder. "I'll keep you warm..." The blond whispered, kissing the nape of his lover's neck gently.

Tarqwyn didn't say anything, but slid his arms to wrap around Trey's neck in attempts to show that it was 'yes' to the offer. He continued to shiver, ears flattened against skull even more. His tail twitching randomly still. "Sauna?"

Trey nodded and lifted the boy up, wrapping his legs around his hips and waist and he kept him up by holding his arms under his butt. "Yeah, that sounds good to me. You know, Qwyn, you did not have to keep the water on cold the entire time.. Or did you..?" He asked.

"Mm.. I know you will. You're too kind to me. Come on, sauna time." The boy urged, nudging his lover in the side and pulling away from him. "And don't try to get into my towel, either, mister."

Marcello grinned, snatching the towel away from Alebaster and darting off. "Well, I didn't try to get into it!" He laughed as he ran, disappearing into the sauna.

"I was afraid that it would not go away." The blonde explained, resting his head on Trey's shoulder. He felt like young child again with the way he was being held. The robes' slipped down, revealing shoulders and part of upper back. He was beginning to retain heat in his limbs, but he still shivered from the faint cold that still graced his skin. "I wanted to be sure. I did not want to be embarressed in front of Marcello and Alebaster..."

"Marcello!" Alebaster screeched, grabbing his robe quickly and pulling it around his form. He growled and hurried after him, slipping slightly when he started off from the wetness of the shower floors.

"I'm sure more embarassment is to come. I mean, you three are living together, right? The worst sides of the greatest men come out when they are comfortable and in their own environment." He explained softly, heading off after the two childish finaces to the sauna room.

"You're right..." He groaned, letting his head fall back against the shoulder, eyes closing. "I'm surprised niether of them have said anything to us.." Qwyn noted.

Marcello laughed, passing through the shadows infront of Alebaster, and catching his lover before he hit the floor. "Be careful my love..." He muttered, as they boh disappeared through the shadowed wall.

"Those two seem to be in their own environment twenty-four seven, don't they? So carefree, hell, even embarassing to be around, huh?" Trey smiled, pushing the door of the sauna open with his foot and walking in.

Alebaster huffed and tugged at Marcello's hair once more. "You stole my towel you jerk!"

"It's just because I like showing you off. I'm the only one that can have you...nd I like to brag I guess..." Marcello laughed again, pressing his lips to his lover's briefly, and pulling his hand from his hair at the same time.

Tarqwyn laughed, nodding and answering. "Yes, I have only known them for a couple days and already I feel as if I've come to know them for a lot longer. They always seem to keep things interesting, too."

"So, hypothetically. What are they to you? More like siblings or parents?" Trey asked, setting the boy down and taking a seat next to him. "They don't seem like lovers to me, they seem like brothers. Or a brother and a sister, something like that."

"Aw, well, how sweet. But you still stole my towel. Now, let me lay down for a moment. I'm kind of exhuasted from our love making." Alebaster said openly, not caring that there were in fact other men sitting around in the sauna and just staring at them weirdly. He took a seat and fell over onto his side, grabbing Marcello's towel and using it as a pillow.

Marcello laughed quietly, draping his lover's towel aroun his waist and wrapping his arm around Alebaster. "You can rest love...just be careful." He replied, leaning back on the bench he sat on and waiting on his friend Rei to come in.

"Thank you for alowing me to rest." The male muttered sarcastically, scooting up slightly and resting his head in his lover's lap instead. "Have fun sweating."

Tarqwyn thought of how to carefully word his reply. "I'm going to be honest with you. I am their pet. They are not my parents nor my siblings in any way. My 'company' won't allow such a thing to happen. I am to be used as they see fit and I have no say in the matter." He stretched out, spinal and back cracking in a sickening manner.

"'Pet'?" He echoed, inclining his head to the side slightly. "Interesting. Have you been claimed by them yet?" The dark-haired teen turned sligthly on his bottom and pulled his leg up onto the bench type seat, draping his other leg over the ankle and pulling it close to his bum. "And don't play dumb, I do actually know a bit about pets, that I can say... not so proudly, but whatever."

"Proudly? What do you mean? You dislike those such as I who are in this type of 'business'?" So many questions were running through his feeble brain at the moment. Turning, he could not help but stare at Trey. "And no, they have not claimed me. I haven't told them of it yet..."

"Nevermind that." He muttered, reffering to the pride part of his last comment. "You're going to have to tell them sonner or later, you know? I mean, won't you be sent back if you are not claimed by your current master? Er, which happens to be which one by the way? The both of them or just one of them?"

"I was bought by Alebaster, but the name of whom my master is Marcello. So, in a sense, both of them I belong to. And so I must be claimed by them both if I wish to stay. Or else I'll just go to another home..." Qwyn pulled his knees close, resting his forehead, the realization hitting him. He didn't want to leave. He liked it here. "I really don't want to go to another place. I've come to like them both."

"In such a short time? Wow, they must have some hidden charm, then, huh?" Trey smiled and wrapped his arm around the boy's dainty shoulders, pulling him close to his body in a comforting hug. "You should tell them as soon as you can. Only you can prevent yourself from being taken from them."(Only you can prevent forest fires. xDD)

(xDD Lawls.)
Tarqwyn nodded gently, smiling a little at the embrace. "I do not usually get attached to others so easily. But, they accepted me and usually... when I'm in a new home, I would have already been fucked six times over by now..."

"People these days are very disgusting, that's why. Ah, what's that smell? It smells like straight cigarette smoke.." He held his hand over his mouth and nose, his eyes darting around the room in an attempt to locate the source, but unfortunately it was foggy and no smoke could be seen.

Rei walked into the sauna after letting loose the smoke from the cavern of his mouth and looked around, smiling when he spotted Alebaster and Marcello. "Hey!" He waved and shut the door with his foot, heading over to the two and sitting down next to Marcello. "How long have you two been in here?"

"Well, I never said I did not enjoy it." Tarqwyn muttered, eyes drifting from the college student to the new male who walked in. Apparently, he knew his masters and this made him curious as to know the man's identity.

The college student cleared his throat, hacking slightly from both Qwyn's words and from the overwhelming smell of smoke in the sauna room. "Y-you're a weird one.... Qwyn.. I'll give you that much.." He muttered between coughs, smiling faintly.

"I like sex. It's addicting and I would much rather be addicted to that instead of smoking or something like that. It's better that way." Tarqwyn retorted lightly, watching him. "Why are you coughing?"

"I'm not used to such a smell. Excuse me, I have to go." He muttered, releasing the boy and fleeing from the room hastily, holding his hand over his mouth and nose once more.

Shrugging lightly, he hated that Trey left, but when he saw that new man, Rei, he could not help but not really care. Trey wasn't as fun as he had thought he would be. Getting up, he went and sat down on Alebaster's lap, putting an arm around the slightly larger shoulders. "Trey went home. He didn't like the smell of the place."

"Rei, don't smoke around Alebaster...he doesn't like it..." Marcello muttered, snatching the cigarrete from his co-worker and taking a quick drag before putting it out.

"You too, Marcello." Rei pointed out plainly. "Alebaster, you shouldn't sleep in here. It's very dangerous." The angel reached over and pat the top of the teen's head, smiling a bit.

"Nnn... Your friend left you, how sad. Well, we're here.. No worries.." Alebaster wrapped his arm around the smaller male's body and pulle dhim closer, kissing him on the cheek tenderly.

"Let him sleep Rei, I'll take him out when it's time..." Marcello muttered, sighing and closing his eyes. "And I already warned him about sleeping in here..."

"Fine then. I suppose you're responsible enough to handle as much. anyways, who's this little cutie sitting on your lover's lap? Cousin? Nephew? Brother? Or did you two adopt a child?" Rei asked, leaning to the side and smiling at the kitten. "My name's Miguel, but you can call me Rei. mind telling me your's?"

"Flirting already? ...You don't waste time do you Rei..." Marcello muttered, opening one eye and smirking.

"Atleast I'm not too shy as to flirt if I were, right Marcello?" He smirked right back, raping his knuckles against the side of Marcello's skull.

"Why do I talk to you Rei? You always annoy me..." Marcello grumbled, waving away the other males hand, and running his fingers through Alebaster's hair. "You'll probably never settle down though..."

"Damn straight. Would you expect anything less of I?" The angel returned his attention to the smallest of the men in the group, inclining his head to the side sligthly.

Tarqwyn smiled faintly at the kiss planted on his cheek. But, of course, gaze drifted to the angel in whom he did find attractive. And when it was noted that he was already flirting, he could not help but blush faintly. "Tarqwyn is my name. But, please, you may call me Qwyn. I'm staying with Alebaster and Marcello for a little while until I have to go back home to Norway."

"Going back? Why would you have to go back?" Marcello asked, turning to Qwyn and frowning. "Start explaining kid..."

"Well Qwyn, it's nice to meet you. And that obviously came as a shock to Marcello, so I must ask, why would you be going back? Aren't they your Guardians?" Rei looked at both Marcello and Alebaster, whom had popped his head up to stare at Qwyn, waiting for an answer.

The feline's ears fell back as he thought about it. "I'll explain later... it's a bit... personal." Tarqwyn said quickly, hoping that would be enough. He looked to Rei. "Marcello and Alebaster are my Guardians... so to speak."

"So I see." Rei looked through the window on the door of the sauna to the clock and got up, waving over his shoulder at the three. "I've gotta' go. Boss man is expecting me to have a good performance, so we are "rehearsing" over at his house. See ya' later, Marcello." He walked out on silent feet, shutting the door behind him.

Tarqwyn knew it was time for an explanation. "There's a condition that must be met in order for me to stay with you both, Marcello..."

Marcello paled at the thought, he was beginning to get worried by the kitten. "Tell me." He stated simply, sitting his lover up and making sure he was fully awake as well. "You should hear this too Alebaster."

Alebaster leaned against Marcello's side and stared at the kitten, a small smile on his face. "Tell us, Qwyn. You know you can trust us to protect you. You are part of the family, I did adopt you after all."

"It's not that. I just do not know if you two will be willing... it would go against the fact you two are lovers..." He trailed off, fidgeting, glancing down at his hands. Qwyn mumbled, "Youtwohavetoclaimmeasyoursinasexualmanner."

Marcello blinked, letting the kitten's words sink in. "Alebaster...what do you think about this?"

Such an old trick to use when announcing embarrassing news, Alebaster simply smiled and removed his head from Marcello's shoulder. "I'm not going to let him be taken away from us, it's as simple as that." There was his answer.

"Then we'll do whatever it takes for him to stay...but only once..." Marcello smiled, wrapping his arms around Alebaster and pulling him into his lap.

"What if you like it?" Alebaster asked, leaning back against Marcello's chest and peering up at him. "I would not mind if you wished for it more than just once. I mean, I trust you..."

Eyes brightened as the condition had been accepting by the two lovers. He threw his arms out and pounced on Marcello and Alebaster, his towel barely clinging to his frame as he hugged what flesh he had trapped. "Thank you!"

The teen gasped slightly, his arms unconsciously wrapping around the smaller teens form. "Er.. I mean.. Uh.. You're welcome...?" He looked back at Marcello once more, a slight blush on his face.

"Yes. I would have had to go back to Norway and wait to be 'adopted' again. And I don't want to leave here... I really do like it. You give me freedom and treat me normally... like a real human being. I'm usually just seen as a pet and sexslave."

"You're a part of the family now...and this is your home. We'll do what ever it takes for you to stay here as long as you want." The blonde smiled, lifting Alebaster and Qwyn slightly as he stood. "But I've been in here too long, so I'm going...we can get you a facial here too if you want love?"

"I am going to stay in here for a bit with Qwynnie, alright? I'll join you soon." He smiled, running his fingers through the kitten hair gently.

Marcello nodded, and walked out of the sauna, grabbing a robe as he moved, and quickly ducked out one of the back doors, reaching into the shadows and pulling out a cigarette. He lit the tobbacco with a black spark, inhaling from it and sighing the smoke out.

Tarqwyn was confused, a little, by Alebaster's words. Still unwanting to move, he just fell back into place against Alebaster when Marcello lifted them. Burying face against the older male's chest, he spoke, but in Dutch. "Alebaster. U kunt werkelijk niet weten hoeveel dat aan me... die woorden betekent. U en Marcello bent godsends in mijn ogen."

"Godsends? Sounds promising. I only know a few different foreign languages, mind repeating that in french for me sweetheart?" He asked, nuzzling his nose into the back of the teen's neck. (French=English in this rp. x3)

"Ahh... sorry.." Qwyn sat up, staring at the young man now. "I said, 'Alebaster. You cannot really know how much that me means to me... those words. You and Marcello are godsends in my eyes.'"

"Ah, I see. Well, I see. Hey, no worries. You're our responsibility, so it's only right to fulfill the requirments for being able to keep you around. You're not a sexslave, or a pet anymore, so you ar enot going to be treated as one. You are going to be treated as our child; our snobby, over zealous and delinquent teenage child."

He merely giggled half-heartedly. "Am I delinquent now?" Qwyn leaned foreward and grinned. "Although, don't tell Marcello this, but I find you two to be very hot." (xDD)

"But of course. You left my sweetheart home all alone." Alebaster smiled from the compliment, tilting his head to the side and blinking. "Oh really now? Well, thank you, and you are not so bad yourself. You're not quite hot, you need a few more years on you, but you are very attractive and cute."

"I don't think I'll be doing very much changing. I have always seemed 'childlike' ever since I was younger... born.. whatever." He shrugged and tackle/hugged Alebaster again. "So, how come you didn't go with Marcello?"

"Because, most likely, going with him would have resulted in another angsty sex environment. Since I am in here, I can rest a bit." He smiled, wrapping his arms around Qwyn's body and holding him close, kissing the top of the boy's head.

"Ahh... sex-addicts." He teased, laughing.

"Psh. Mhm. And why were you so cold? Were you perhaps bathing in cold water because of an aroused cock?" Alebaster asked, grinning up at him.

His face turned many shades of red, as he glanced away. "NO!" He quickly answered.

"Mhm... Sure.. Alright, well, you want to go now?" He asked softly, sitting up, his arms still wrapped around the boy's form. "But, I want to try something to see if it feels weird, 'kay? Don't be shocked."

Tarqwyn's arms slid around Alebaster's slender shoulders. "Ah, okay." He nodded faintly, wondering just what the other was going to do.

"Well, I haven't kissed another person in a long time, and I want to know if it feels weird to me, soo..." He muttered, leaning in and brushing his lips across the younger male's lips.

At the gentle touch of other's lips on his, he could not help but blush faintly. Ears fell back against his head in a relaxed state, as he leaned forewards slightly. "Is it wierd?"

"I dunno... A little more.." He mumbled, pressing his lips back agaisnt Qwyn's in a passionate kiss, flicking his tongue across the boy's lips before slipping it into his mouth, eagerly exploring the dark and damp cavern.

"Alebaster, I think you've been in the sauna long-" Marcello started, cutting off when he opened the door to the sauna, and the steam cleared revealing the two dainty males. "-enough...."

His face flushed at once when he was kissed, eyes shutting briefly. That is, until Marcello's voice brought him back from completely melting against Alebaster. Eyes opened halfway, he glanced towards Marcello. "Marcello.... can we...? Now...?" he asked, previously aroused state returning to him a little.

"You're lucky my job gives me good stamina I've already gone what twice in the last few hours?" Marcello muttered, closing the sauna door behind him and binding it shut with his shadows.

Alebaster rested back against the bench, his back letting out a disgusting snapping sound. "Just a little longer..." He smiled over at Marcello.

Tarqwyn watched the door being shut and kept in place by the shadows. He made a mental note to question Marcello of this later. "Twice in the last few hours? That's nothing for me. I've cummed four times in less than two hours before." The feline smiled cutely, apparently proud by this fact.

"Oh, you remember back in high school, Marcello, when I was in a bondage club. Oh, that was fun. Those boys drained me of a lot of my fluids... It was very fun." He grinned, a light blush coming across his face as he thougthh back on his days in the club.

"I remember..expecially the day you talked me into going with you..." The blonde muttered, shedding his robe and dropping it onto one of the benches before sitting down beside his lover.

Qwyn leaned over, one hand on Marcello's thigh. "May I kiss you?" he asked, tilting his head to the side a little. His tail flicked back and forth.

"Normally, I don't kiss anyone but Alebaster...it's too intimate. But I will make an acception just this once..." The blonde murmered, smiling down to the kitten.

"I'm honored..." Feline replied in a low voice, leaning up and pressing lips to his master's. Hand gripped the other blonde's thigh tightly.

Marcello returned the kiss, pulling the small male into his lap as he deepened it. He reached over, pulling Alebaster to them as well, breaking the kiss with the feline, and connecting his lips with his lover's, sliding his tongue into his mouth and exploring the damp cavern wantingly.

Alebaster fed on the kiss as though it were his life force, his arm snaking it's way around his lover's waist as he pulled himself closer to the blonde. He could not help but smile into the kiss, the flush fading now as he became constricted in the present instead of the past.

Tarqwyn busied himself with straddling Marcello's lap and then attacking the pale throat of the older dark-haired man with nibbles and kisses. He started a trail down the curve of the neck to where collarbone stuck out faintly.